All creatures big and small
Hold a beaut
Hidden, folded await God's call
To loud or mute,
All creatures mighty or fragile
Shall reveal
The truth inherited from The Creator
Bound to prevail,
Pain and abandon are but mere delusion,
Man's ornamental fantasy to struggle,
All creatures are but loved to the core,
Cherished, nourished, fed with Lord's glore.
- Ally J.K
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